NovelEnglishChapter 265 Brandon didn't mindpulling down the corners of his mouth and continued to say, "Do you know how. you said it?" "I don't know. Anyway, you're just making things up." I didn't want to admit that I had done so many embarrassing things.
"You said that it was a stamp. Since you kissed and stamped me, I was yours. When you grew up, you'd get married to me. You toldnot to marry anyone else too," said Brandon before lowering his head. "Mae, I listened to you and didn't date anyone or like other women. I didn't even hold hands with other women before.
"I waited for you without wavering. So, you need to be responsible for me."" When Brandon said that, he sounded pitiful. It was as if I had to feel sorry for him if I said no: I always thought that Chris was my childhood friend. only realized now that I was wrong. Brandon was my real childhood friend.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe twas short, but it affected his life. It was just that I was too young at that time. So, only he remembered all the beautiful moments. "Alright. I'll take responsibility for it." I raised my head and stood on tip-toes to bite his sexy jawline.
Brandon hummed in response. With a smile, I said, "Letstamp a deeper one this tso that the women who like you will avoid you." He chuckled lightly. "You're just as overbearing now as you were when you were young." Was I overbearing? For the past few years, I thought that I had been too soft, especially in front of the Gildon family and Chris. Unless it was a matter of principle, I generally just went along with whatever made Brandon completely recreated my childhood for me. Although I didn't know what was real or fake, I was very happy. He tookfishing, and we caught a fish that weighed more than two pounds.
"I'll make grilled fish for you tonight. You liked to eat fish the most when you were young." Brandon suddenly blurted this out so that I would think what he said earlier was true and that he didn't lie to me.
It was because I loved to eat fish and grilled fish, especially the fish my mom made. It was extremely delicious. The day something happened to them, my mom said that she wanted to grill fish forthat night. 1 couldn't wait for them to cback.
Ever since then, I stopped eating grilled fish. So, Zack, Bree, and even Chris and Conrad thought I didn't like to eat fish. However, Brandon knew that I liked to eat fish.
'Alright! I agreed. At this moment, I had moved on.
Grilled fish was a symbol of my mom's love forand my longing for her. The fact that someone still remembered it now was probably because her spirit sent a reminder from heaven.
The grilled fish Brandon made tasted exactly like the one my mom used to make. It was perfectly seasoned.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe toldthat the taste was similar because my mom learned how to cook the fish from his mom. Hist mom lived by a lake when she was young, so she ate fish often and knew how to cook the fish the best.
It had been ten years since I lost my mom. Now, my mom's love forhad been inherited by Brandon. After eating and washing the dishes, Brandon didn't leave.
I sat on the couch and played with my phone while he dealt with swork on his laptop. He was focused, but I was restless.
I didn't know why I felt like that. It was as if countless ants were m heart crawling in my heart. I couldn't even I focus on fiddling with my phone. "I'm a bit sleepy." In the end, I made up an excuse to make Brandon leave.
He put down the laptop and said, "I'm a bit sleepy too.
I responded, "You should go back then."
Brandon didn't answer or move. He only stared at me, his gaze making t me, my heartrace. "Brandon..." "Can I not X
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